Pan Duoqing looked sarcastic and laughed on the spot: "I don't know how high the sky is, where do you think this is..."
The words were not spoken yet.
call out.
The sword flashed rapidly.
Lin Beichen suddenly took action.
Six of Swords-Shadow Slash.
Instantly close.
Many times, Lin Beichen prefers to regard Jian Liu as a close-range skill.
"court death."
Pan Duoqing sneered.
He had already prepared.
As he drank, the light of the bright sun shone all over his body.
Gorgeous and astonishing golden armor instantly appeared, protecting the vital points of the whole body. The power of the sun exploded without reservation, and layers of violent air waves surged, making Pan Duoqing's whole body instantly seem to be transformed into a sun war god, radiant.
Brilliant, unstoppable, and astonishingly powerful.
"Ignorant fanatic."
Pan Duoqing laughed wildly and shouted, holding the [Spear of the Sun] in his hand, he raised his hand and thrust out the spear, like thousands of rays of light bursting out, blasting out a series of thunderous thunder sounds: "How dare you hurt anyone at the great banquet that covers the sky?"
, the crime is unforgivable, hahaha, if I kill you today, no one can say anything."
Clang.
[Passion of Fire] and [Spear of the Sun] collide.
Fire and daylight burst out continuously.
The entire Zhetian Hall seemed to be shaking.
Everyone around him retreated.
Whether it is Jian Xiaoyao or Pan Duoqing, they are both super popular seed players in this divine selection competition. With their full strength and force, they are afraid of being involved in this battle that should not break out.
The weapons clashed.
The aftermath continued.
The figures of Lin Beichen and Pan Duoqing were shaking at the same time.
"die."
Lin Beichen's attacks continued, and Sword 1 to Sword 7 were continuously superimposed, slashing out hundreds of swords in an instant.
In the main hall, the sword energy roared and the sword light appeared and died, as if the realm of swords had descended instantly.
"Hahaha, not enough, not enough, far from enough."
Pan Duoqing laughed loudly.
He waved the golden war spear in his hand, activating the Lieyang God Clan's [Jiu Zhan Jiu Ge] divine combat skill.
There were numerous spear shadows all over the sky, and each strike seemed to have the power to tear apart the space barrier.
Lin Beichen's swordsmanship was inferior to Lin Beichen's swordsmanship, but he did not fall behind Fengfeng at all.
The two figures moved at high speed, constantly changing positions, leaving behind shadows in the air that gradually dissipated.
Boom boom boom.
There were endless roaring and crackling sounds. The power fluctuations in the hall set off air explosions again and again, radiating in all directions.
The onlookers backed away again.
"The strength of these two people is truly terrifying."
"Pan Duoqing is the genius of the God Realm that the Lieyang God Clan has cultivated over the years. Just like Hao Ri Jingkong, his reputation continues to skyrocket. When he saw it today, he is indeed well-deserved. This kind of combat power is far beyond the reach of some lower gods.
Far less than..."
"What is the origin of Jian Xiaoyao, the great demon king who suddenly appeared, and why does he have such terrifying strength?"
"These two people will probably be indistinguishable within a day or night."
Countless thoughts flashed through the eyes of those watching the battle.
While they were amazed at the strength of the two peers who were fighting against each other, they were also sweating for Jian Xiaoyao.
In the divine world where the strong respect the law of the jungle, absolute strength must stand on the basis of absolutely crushing strength and an absolutely huge background.
Otherwise, the end will be disastrous.
But now it seems that Jian Xiaoyao is strong, but he cannot crush Pan Duoqing.
As for the background?
It seems too far apart.
"Hahaha, Jian Xiaoyao, your performance makes me very disappointed."
Pan Duoqing danced the war spear wildly, like the sun god of war, with divine power blooming, and laughed wildly: "You keep saying you want to kill me? This level of strength is far from enough."
Lin Beichen's sword speed quickened.
Boom boom boom.
There was another exchange of dozens of blows.
Pan Duoqing's body was surging with golden light from the sun, and the golden blazing sun armor formed an absolute defense.
Every blow of the war spear in his hand contains the power to stop the enemy, blocking the bombardment of [Passion of Fire].
"Too weak, too weak, too weak, Jian Xiaoyao, you are too weak."
Pan Duoqing continued to laugh and taunt: "Your sword power can't break through my defense at all..."
The words were not spoken yet.
"Too weak, right?"
A sinister smile appeared on Lin Beichen's face.
boom!
The left fist punched out.
This punch was very sudden.
The fist is burning with fire.
boom!
It hit Pan Duoqing's belly.
Terrible power exploded instantly.
"Pfft...you..."
Pan Duoqing was beaten so hard that she doubled up and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Bang.
The golden war spear fell to the ground.
Pan Duoqing's body was as bowed as a shrimp, and blood spurted out from her mouth and nose uncontrollably...
Click click click.
Cracks also appeared in the Haori Divine Armor. Especially the plate armor on the abdomen directly cracked into pieces and fell into pieces.
The fierce battle, at this moment, suddenly pressed the pause button without warning.
Maybe even the end key.
The people watching didn't even react at the first time.
What happened?
Many people looked confused.
Tick tock.
Drops of blood overflowed from Pan Duoqing's mouth and nose and fell to the ground.
"No...this is impossible, you..."
On his twisted and ferocious face, blood vessels like little green snakes bulged out. Pan Duoqian felt the divine power in his body that had been completely dispelled by this punch. He struggled to raise his head in disbelief, looked at Lin Beichen, and said in a hoarse voice: "You
...this punch...why...this power..."
Snapped!
Lin Beichen's response was to lift his leg and strike downward.
A heel hit Pan Duoqing's raised face directly, knocking his head to the ground.
boom.
A spider web-like depression appeared on the white rock ground with Pan Duoqing's head as the center.
"Don't you think you are too weak?"
Lin Beichen asked in a deep voice, "What now?"
As he spoke, on his left fist, a golden glove that perfectly blended two completely different styles, ancient and refined, was shining brightly.
[Aragami Fist Gloves].
In the blow just now, Lin Beichen quietly activated the [Desolate God's Gloves].
It is indeed a treasure given by the God of Guo.
With just one punch, Pan Duoqing was beaten to a pulp.
"Let me ask you again, will you give me the bet sacred stone?"
Lin Beichen bowed his head and asked.
"You...cough cough cough...kill me if you have the guts, do you dare?"
Pan Duoqing was furious, grinning through gritted teeth.
"Okay, you have the guts."
Lin Beichen sneered.
[Passion of Fire]'s sword tip pressed against Pan Duoqing's chest...
Use force violently.
Pfft.
The sword blade really tore open the gaps in the Haori Golden Armor and pierced into Pan Duoqing's chest bit by bit.
"stop."
The great master Mingruo on the side finally shouted angrily at this time: "Jian Xiaoyao, why don't you stop? Do you know what you are doing?"
"You? Don't scare me."
Lin Beichen turned his head and roared: "I am a very timid person. If you don't scare me, if your voice is too loud and my hand shakes in fright, and my sword hits a little farther, I will really kill this fool."